Seduce Novels & Stories

I inhale his every fresh breath. It's quite seductive. Literally everything relating him. His actions and all. They all scream hot, alluring and seductive. His lips slowly pull further. I resist not. I stand still sbd firm. I await his every actions. Am a hundred percent prepared for them. Am also unborthered. Am certain and convinced his actions must be seductive and feels great. No double options regarding such. My eyes again shut. I await his very breath and lip collide mine.

I could survive a night with Albert Knowle if it kept Vincent Sario from being in charge. Nodding, I swallow the bad taste in my mouth. "You're going to help me?" "Yes." "Albert knows he repulses me…" I murmur. "How am I supposed to change that?" "Seduction is key," he states. "You need to make him believe he is the object of your insatiable desire." "And if he doesn't want it?" "That's the power of seduction. It isn't a choice of the brain or the heart. It's a manipulation of the body." He steps closer, and I can't pull enough air into my lungs. "Both men and women have visual cues of their arousal."

The sensation doubled when Luc pinched the other sensitive nub at the same time he nudged her lips apart and leaned in for a kiss. He more than kissed; he seduced without words. Luc was an artist, a master. He didn’t rush or demand. He cajoled, toyed, promised with a hot sweep of his tongue, only to back away and leave her needing. His kiss alone would be enough to make her lose her head and melt like hot wax. Coupled with the erection against her thigh, the sensations were downright combustive. Deke continued to lave her nipple, switching to the other, pushing Luc’s fingers away to take the sensitive bud inside with a hard suck, a gentle bite, a flat-tongued

With Jean or any man it was always much easier to deal with, because it's just satisfying the simple human being: attraction, hard-on, and most importantly an instant need for pleasure. Adam Arnault doesn't. It is not just attraction or horniness that he desires. It is a race, where the way is much more important than the finish. He is in no hurry, though he doesn't fail to show his intense interest. He puts me on hold, with my expectations always left unfulfilled, as well as his requests that have not been met by me so far. It is literally me having to drag a rock for him to do so as well. So I need to give the CEO a response to match his expectations, and to do this, it is no longer enough

His hands glide down my body, caressing my skin gently as our tongues intertwine in a voracious, seductive kiss. Without peeling off our lips, he grabs me by the waist and places me sitting on his lap, making me feel the stiffness of his erection under my buttocks. His kisses move down my neck and I feel more and more surrendered to the pleasure he gives me. With one swift motion, he lays me down on the couch and positions himself over me, kissing me even harder. His hand runs down my body and finds my most sensitive spot, making me moan in ecstasy. I no longer resist and surrender myself completely to him, wishing to feel every inch of his body in contact with mine.

I was bold and confident, and I knew exactly what I wanted. "Come on, baby. Tell me how you're going to seduce Thorne." I smiled up at him, my fingers still tracing lazy circles on his chest. "Well, first of all, I'm going to make sure he knows I'm interested. You know, flirt a little, maybe send him some sexy pictures or a naughty video. Then, when he's good and hooked, I'm going to invite him over for a little get-together. Just the two of us. And once he's here..." I trailed off, letting my voice drift off suggestively. "I'll take it from there."

Jada adviced. I felt heat rise to my face. "How do I do that?" I asked feeling embarrassed. "There are different ways to seduce a man.." Jada laughed and I giggled. "One, you seduce him with food." Jada said. "Food?" I asked. "You can't cook?" Jada asked. "I can." I said immediately. "Good, because a man likes a woman who fills his belly up." Jada said. "You try to get to know him." Jada said again.

𝄞 Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby, you the best I got my red dress on tonight Dancin' in the dark, in the pale moonlight Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style High heels off, I'm feelin' alive… 𝄞 Summertime Sadness by Lana Del Rey played again, causing the atmosphere to become more awkward. "I guess… I'll turn it off." She said finally as she turned off the radio. The silence continued as Eros' tapped his fingers on the steering and she looked out the window. "We'll be there in an hour." He said, breaking the silence. "Oh… no problem." She replied, nodding her head.

I have meticulously prepared for this outing, I truly need to appear captivating to him. "Where did you say you were off again?" "That's not necessary, let's stick to the deal, Mom!” With my appearance this way before him, I am confident that he will not be able to resist me. It goes beyond mere seduction; I have meticulously prepared every detail, ensuring his resistance is futile. I made sure the slit in my attire was very long, revealing every detail of my fresh thighs that countless men yearn for. And oh, the way my cleavage was proudly on display, immaculately adorned. Let's not even mention the alluring scent of my carefully chosen spray and perfume, enveloping me in an irresistible au

It was a truth whispered in hushed tones, for it carried both privilege and sacrifice. In the realm of the supernatural, the concept of a destined mate was deeply ingrained, an age-old belief that transcended time and species. Each supernatural being, whether it was a demon, vampire, werewolf, or other mystical creature, was believed to possess a singular, fated counterpart – the other half of their soul. This union was considered the most profound and sacred connection in their existence.